Willow's point of view-
I can't believe this. 12 years of me on this earth and I never knew about any of this. I tilt my head back up to see my father trying to calm down mom. I feel sick at the pit of my stomach. Who would pin kids against each other to the death and call it a game? But I want to know more. I need to know more. I look up again to see my mom has calmed down. "Can you tell me all of it?" I say timidly. Dad looks at me and says, "Are you sure you want to hear all of it?" "Yes, please." He sighs and says to Mom, "Kat, will you be OK?" Mom looks from me to dad and says, "Yes, you are right, it's time." Dad starts what I think will be a long story, "Honey, there was a reaping every year, all kids from districts 1-12 participated. They had every boys and girls name in bowls and your name was in more if you got food from the Capitol. It was Prim's first year, she was 12, like you and she got picked. As I said before your mother volunteered for her. And I got picked. It was the 74th hunger games. We want though with it as Uncle Haymitch with our mentor. He won the hunger games too. Anyway when we were the only ones left we were about to both about to eat night lock, which would kill us, but them the let us both win." "So you tricked them?" Mom laughs softly, "Yeah we tricked them." "So you guys were in love that whole time?", I ask. Mom and Dad look at each other with wide eyes. Then Mom starts, " Well,.............
